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I'm a writer, living in Bristol in the UK. I've had a handful of short stories published but I'm still working on that Holy Grail for fiction writers- securing a literary agent. So, if you're an agent or have an Auntie, Uncle, second cousin, best friend who is one...

Francie scribbled her signature at the bottom of the form before looking up.

Soap scum floated on the bath water, strands of long grey hair looped on the enamel. A crumpled square if tin foil – grubby brown shining at its centre – lay by the taps. One of the officers had found a teaspoon and a lighter in the bottom of the bath wedged under the body. She must have wriggled some as she died.

Ah, thank you Joy. Yes, I wondered if I’d made the whole too brief, whether it needed a little more detail to make it clear what was happening? But I wanted the reader to imagine they were just making idle conversation about the actress before the reveal of the corpse in the bath. A tricky balance sometimes, isn’t it? Thanks for reading 🙂